I'm having fun packing my bag for Phuket.
Totally. Phuket.
Like, awesommeeee.
The last time I went I got really dark and all- what with the sun- unfortunately, I prolly also got quite pudgy. [Note to self: Spending an entire day lounging around in the Kids' Club watching siblings play inane Super Mario games while pigging out on crisps is NEVER a good idea.]
But this time I shall come back nice and lean and dark.

I hope.

...Or maybe I'll come back looking the same as before.

Either way works for me.

And yes, Maxy...I'll be over there with all the cute guys; while YOU, m'darling, stay home and get to go out with "the girlfriends only". Butbut. It isn't flattering to be mistaken for
a) a Spaniard
b) a Thai (!!!)
c) a Hawaiian (Like...wt-?)
d) a Korean
e) all of the above

Which is what happened the last time I went to Phuket.
Anyway, I don't expect any cute guys to be there [most likely just middle aged men with stringy arms and noodle-white legs trying to tan, which is completely gross]. And while I do not have anything against middle aged men in general; I don't like string and I don't really like noodles either.
So that would be a no-go.

OH. Speaking of which. [Okay, there isn't really much link here, but whatever.] I went shopping t'day! ::glee::
Also, Mum brought us to the library to get books for Phuket. Call me a geek, but I was psyched okay.
[And besides everyone has a bit of geekness in them; it's inborn.]

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Status: Completely and irrevocably BOMW. [read: Bored Out Of My Wits]

Doing: Besides stoning? ...Nothing much. Drinking a glass of water [I'm aiming for eight glasses a day and I never knew it would be so helluva hard], and reflecting that YES, pizza is the food of the immortals and should be treated likewise.
Except for the olives. Olives are so disgusting.

School tomorrow. Collective groan of dismay, everybody.
But this week isn't that bad.
I shall walk home with Cheryl as always <3 and buy a jar of that peanut butter and jelly thingy, along with a diet soda. I looove peanut butter so much that it should be banned.

Oh, and by the way?...Be sad, people, for our literal and otherwise non-existent summer is almost OVER.
Which brings us to the season of dramatics. Fall.
But if you didn't get to have that summer beach party or that summer romance...hey. Chin up. It isn't as if we have summer anyway.

Why? Durr. We have summeresque weather all year round already.

Anyway. I'm suddenly starved for some crappy reason. I'm going downstairs to grab some yogurt.

YAY and I shall have yogurt again tomorrow at school. If the yogurt auntie is still there, which I hope she is.